"Lee has at one more finger than before, but -- wait, which hand was iton...? Damn it, I'm no good at this... Let me try staring at somethingelse fo...r a while, then suddenly look at Lee from the corner of my eye." Try looking at that," I suggested, pointing."Hey, that's weird," Alex said."Right," Tracy said; "why is there a urinal in the ladies' room?" The real question, I think, is why do we assume we're in a ladies' roomwhen there's a urinal here? Instead of, say, a men's room, or a. " Melinda then smiled at Sandra and said, "I have to anyway, because I was ordered to take care of you!" Oh, I can take care of her," Frederik said and laid his hand on the small of Sandra's back."Sorry, sweetie!" Sandra said to Frederik. "But our principal told Melinda to take care of me until tomorrow. However, that doesn't mean you can't order me around."Frederik smiled and said, "Well, then I want you to sit on my lap for the duration of our lunch break!" Yes ... Master," Sandra said. Would they be doing this if they didn't want me to watch? I wonder if they will let me join. Do I want to join? Closer. Closer. Closer. I can smell the heat rolling off their skin. Taste the passion in the air. I see his muscles bunching in his shoulders as he strains to keep the woman still on the railing. The woman leans back farther and for an instant I think she is going to tumble over the edge. I shoot forward and grab her arm to steady her. Not startled in the least, she opens her eyes. Well, for the rest of the strap hangers who inhabit his carriage, the journey appears interminable. Richmond, East Richmond, Burnley, Hawthorn, Glenferrie, Auburn, the stations seem endless and the crush for standing room never eases off. But, by Box Hill, there is some breathing space and after Mitcham, there is actually one vacant seat. Which is where our inconsiderate buffoon finally lifts his eyes from his book and looks around the carriage.Big mistake!!There, immediately opposite him, is a.